There can be no truce
Time to cook the goose
Time to drop the 'dus'

Daughter of Phorcys, with snakes for hair
Turnin' me rock hard with your evil glare
I pull up to your cave in my '06 Ford
From the scabbard I withdrawal my sword

Snake bitch, avert your evil glare
This night your head shall travel through the air

Time to drop the 'dus'
The 'dus'

You've had your chance but you've remained a bitch
And now your head is headed for the ditch
Don't try to wile with your stupid crap
Now it's time for your final nappy nap

Snake bitch, avert your evil glare
When I penetrate your darkened lair
Best ye shut it tightly and prepare
This night your head shall travel through the air

Lizard locks and messed up teeth
You broke your vow to Poseidon, God of Deeps
Fallen priestess it's time to chillax and wait
For Perseus will soon be by to seal your fate

Snake bitch, avert your evil glare
When I penetrate your darkened lair
Best ye shut it tightly and prepare
For this night your head shall travel through the air

Time to cook the 'dus'